Last week you got married to a new boy
And he's been carried on a tide of joy
You've met his family and all his friends
Bet your mother couldn't wait to
Because your hair is like a storm cloud
And the sharks swim in your eyes
Because your tongue is like a serpent
And your mouth is full of lies
Seeing you here, well that's no surprise
Good life, I hope you have one
Good job, I hope he keeps one
And you in the style that you're accustomed to
Don't cry because I can't take it
And when you go, I'm gonna do the same
I'm gonna slam the door, pace the floor
I'm gonna cry out your name and say
Because your hair is like a storm cloud
And the sharks swim in your eyes
Because your tongue is like a serpent
And your mouth is full of lies
Seeing you here, well that's no surprise
Take away your hips and thighs
Take away your beguiling eyes
Take it all away and then don't come back again,